Facts and Fiction, Humor, In real life, Ooty, P U Krishnan

Look before you leap!

To be or not to be? That’s the question … whether it’s ok to walk all the way to that small tulip garden or to stand here and enjoy the beauty? No, I must go there, no matter how steep the road to that garden is. Though the flowers are violet and tulip like from this distance, it could be some local flowers. but, the mesmerizing beauty of these flowers is so tempting. The desire to visit that garden has been haunting my mind ever since I saw them a week ago during my evening walks.

So, I was on my way to the garden. The down hill ‘journey’ was comfortable but the return trip might be tiresome. of course, one should not get distracted by such negative thoughts, but I stopped for a wile to watch those noisy birds discussing dos and donts on crossing the borders! Meanwhile I took a casual look at the garden just to know how far I have covered along this road, and my reaction on seeing that spot was not a ‘wow’ but ‘ shit ‘, believe me or not, it was not a garden and there were no flowers! It was just a house behind a bush, and what looked like violet flowers from a distance was just the colour painted on the walls of the house ! They only solace was that I didn’t have to walk all the way to know this secret!

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

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